Collusion with bandits, but still good for stability?

Judging from the perception of normal people, this is undoubtedly a bit of a reversal of right and wrong, and it is extremely absurd.

However, in ancient times, when the productive forces were relatively lagging behind and the state's control was relatively weak, there was a reason for its existence.

Because, even if it is as strong as the Tang Dynasty and as rich as the Song Dynasty, it will not reach the rich living standard of later generations. In the event of a disaster, the people's ability to resist the crisis is also extremely low, and it is normal for them to be unable to eat and survive.

Then, in order to survive, the people either fled and became homeless, or they fell into the grass and started the business of killing people and overselling goods.

This is also the main reason why every time there is a great disaster, there will be a flood of displaced people, and bandits will become a disaster.

As a result, bandits are everywhere, and they have become a problem that any feudal dynasty has to face.

Of course, Wang Fa is great, and since he is a bandit, there is no reason to stay.

Whether it is the Tang Dynasty or other dynasties, it has never been tolerated for bandits and strongmen, and will try their best to nip it in the bud.

However, there is a word called "powerless", and another word is "tired of coping", and when the court is beyond its strength, extermination is just a strategy, and it will generally recruit peace.

Sealing an official and washing it white is far more cost-effective for the imperial court than sending troops to suppress bandits.

But what if you can't recruit you? Are the bandits everywhere really going to pay them off one by one?

The problem that arises is that the more human, material, and financial costs the court has to pay, and sometimes it can't be eliminated at all.

Just like this Sichuan-Guizhou green forest, Wu Ning walked all the way and got up more than a dozen mountains. This is still in front of him, and there are still many mountain bandit villages that Wu Ning can't reach when he enters Guizhou, so he doesn't know how much.

If the imperial court is allowed to exterminate it, how many troops will have to be used? How much does it cost?

This is tantamount to waging a small-scale war, and the pressure on the finances is absolutely impossible to ignore, and it is even possible to drag down a dynasty.

However, if you don't suppress it, you can't just watch it grow bigger day by day, right?

Think about Wagangzhai, and later Shuibo Liangshan, the fall of most dynasties in China was almost all due to peasant uprisings.

This is a major problem, and it is the most troublesome problem that all dynasties and dynasties have to face.

"Suppress and suppress, and dare not let go." Under such a practical situation, the words of justice have lost their meaning.

Those in power wish that they didn't have to waste a big boy, and there would be a force like the dart game to help them restrain the bandits and maintain stability!

In fact, the establishment and development of the dart game in history are inseparable from the shadow of imperial power.

Historically, the Song and Ming dynasties' "fighting halls" and "playing lines", that is, the prototype of the dart game, were completely officially recognized as legal operations.

In the Qing Dynasty, the establishment of the real dart game was also Liu Heiwu's encouragement and support from Qianlong, and the first dart game was created.

It shows that the rivers and lakes, the green forests, the dart game and the imperial power are not opposites.

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In short, the Black Demon Village was "bought" by Wu Ning with money.

In time for Lin Wanxiao's birthday, Wu Ning and others were not easy to go directly on the road, so they simply responded to Lin Wanxiao's invitation to live in the cottage for a day and share the feast.

Wu Laojiu was not stingy, and took out the good wine and food that the dart team was preparing to enjoy on the road, and shared it with the black demon bandits.

Everyone has drunk for thirty years and cooked five flavors, but it is not as tense as before.

When they learned that Wu Ning's subordinates were all well-known Pai Gang brothers, the people of the Black Demon Village were also secretly glad that the Three Gorges Pai Gang was known as the Three Thousand Gangs, which was comparable to their small cottage.

Lin Wanxiao said: Fortunately, the Long Road Dart Bureau has no intention of using strong, otherwise today's loss will be decided!

Monkey San'er even held a wine bowl, cheekily sticking to Meng Daoye's body to toast.

"Dao Ye is very skilled, my monkey San'er is admired, come and come, salute Dao Ye for a bowl!"

Meng Cangsheng was happy in his heart, this is the rivers and lakes he yearns for!

In Wu Ning's words, drink a lot of wine, eat a lot of meat, and divide the gold in a big scale.

Naturally, the three monkeys did not refuse, and they were happy to drink, and they also pointed out the three monkeys.

"You use a steel fork and marksmanship all the way, and Dao Ye just figured out a set of marksmanship when he was idle when he was a teenager, how about it? Want to learn? ”

When Monkey San'er heard this, of course he was overjoyed, and he was about to nod, but with a roll of his eyes, he pulled the young man who was the ninth in the village over.

Hehe smiled, and said with a shy face: "Dao Ye is kind-hearted, even teach this kid together!" ”

"Oh??"

Meng Daoye glanced at the young man, "Are you the ninth?" ”

The young man nodded, "Exactly." ”

"What's your name?"

"Uncle Tai!"

"Uncle...."

Meng Daoye said in his heart that this surname is rare.

He looked up and said, "Okay, that's good." ”

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher and concentrate on martial arts?"

Uncle Ling was stunned, but he didn't expect that Meng Daoye was not only willing to teach marksmanship, but also willing to accept apprentices.

Hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed: "The disciple is willing!" ”

"Hmm!" Meng Cangsheng nodded with satisfaction, "It's not too late to do the apprenticeship another day, and when this dart is over, I will teach you martial arts." ”

"What about me? What about me? ”

Monkey San'er saw that Lao Jiu had accepted apprentices, so of course he would not be left behind.

Unexpectedly, Meng Daoye shook his hand in disgust, "You can't do it, it's too ugly, it hinders the teacher's view!" ”

Monkey San'er: "......"

Wu Ning on the side frowned, and when Monkey San'er and Tai Shuling were gone, he couldn't help but ask:

"Didn't you say that you were very strict in accepting disciples in the Qing Dao? How did you take one so easily? ”

Meng Daoye smiled, "Because he's the ninth!" I can't harvest you, the old nine, and I can't get another old nine? ”

Wu Ning: "......"

The heart said: This thing is sick, right?

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Even if this matter has passed like this, Wu Ning is even more curious about this black demon village because he knows that this old nine young man is called Taishu Ling.

As far as Wu Ning knew, Uncle Tai was derived from the surname Ji, which was the royal surname of the Zhou Dynasty.

This surname is already small, and Lin Wanxiao doesn't look like a robber in terms of name or conversation......

But because I just met, I didn't want to ask more about people's privacy, so I had to stop thinking about it.

Early the next morning, Lin Wanxiao personally sent Wu Ning and others on the road.

Uncle Ling and Monkey San'er pulled Meng Daoye over there and refused to let go, and repeatedly instructed them to come to the Black Demon Village to teach them martial arts when they returned.

Lin Wanxiao said goodbye to Wu Ning: "Although the road to Qianzhou is close, but bandits are rampant, and Xiao Langjun should be more careful." ”

Wu Ning said: "Brother Lin, don't worry, at least twenty days, more than a month, we will definitely still come to harass Brother Lin." ”

"Of course that's good!" Lin Wanxiao said happily, "You must have good wine and good food, waiting for Xiao Langjun!" ”

Wu Ning arched his hand: "A word is a certainty!" ”

After speaking, Wu Ning didn't say anything more, beckoned everyone to go on the road, and the team marched mightily between the mountains and dense forests.

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Lin Wanxiao silently watched Wu Ning go away, still feeling a lot of emotion in her heart.

This young man is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he talks and acts like this, which is really rare in the world!

He had a feeling:

It won't be long before the name Mu Zijiu will definitely be known all over the world and soar to the sky together with his long-road dart game!

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